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Ijin: hello
003: *hic* *sob* 001 I need your help the *sniffle* people that I-I work for a-are gonna kill me i-if *sob* you don't join us
Ijin: 003 You know fake tears don't work on me and the little sob story you made up makes no sense there are very few people who could kill you especially since you know about it
003’s crying immediately stops
003: if you knew why'd you let me go blubbering on like that? It was worth a try though but it's good to see you haven't gone soft
003: come on you are living under the radar in hiding wouldn't it be nice to go back to what you are good at with me we could be a team again
Ijin: you destroyed all chances of us working together when you killed those numbers. I am never working with you again if I wanted to work with people like you again I would get a job at a mental hospital
003: Okay I didn't want to use this but 002 is asking you to join us he wants the numbers to work together again and I know you might not like me but I know you would do anything for him he was the one who taught you and the reason you survived in the camp
Ijin: 002 is working with you? Even after everything you have done, I doubt that
003: it's true you know our history one kiss and he was wrapped around my finger
Ijin *chuckle* well 004 will be angry
003: why? Did he like me?
Ijin: because you just admitted to kissing his boyfriend
003: his what?
Ijin: you heard me are you gonna try new kinds of manipulation or are you done
003: you're a bastard
Ijin: and you’re predictable the moment you don't get what you want through lies and manipulation you go straight for aggression
003: Mad dog was right about you
Ijin: I could not care less about what a grown man who lost a knife fight to a child thinks
003: wow I would have thought that all the beatings from Mad Dog would have fixed your attitude
Ijin: well you would be wrong cause now I’m not afraid of breaking a rib so if anything he failed miserably, as he did with most things
003: Mad dog was right you are a worthless bastard who should have died in that plane crash with your bastard parents
Ijin: wow you are getting desperate you can’t even come up with your own insults any more just recycling old ones
003: well maybe that was just instinct considering how much I heard it in our childhood but I will say it is weird hearing it without the background noise of mad dog kicking you in the ribs
Ijin: you can’t tell but I am sobbing hysterically from that comment truly inconsolable but his opinion doesn’t matter anymore
003: Why? You are hiding from him
Ijin: oh you don’t know
003: know what?
Ijin: Mad dog is dead
003: what? you are lying
Ijin: no I’m not I’m many things but I’m not a liar that’s more your specialty
003: how?
Ijin: when camp eventually died he had no more power, so those who he pissed off starting hunting him down, unfortunately all good things come to an end and he was eventually caught by the numbers, they wanted information so it was a very slow and painful but eventually he gave them all the information they wanted and died, the coward he was, turns out he’s not so scary when he isn’t around children who are weaker than him. Anyway thank you for reminding me I have to send the numbers a thank you letter
003: you bastard
Ijin: that insult was even worse the ones before weren’t hurtful but at least they were creative
003: wow, you really love hearing the sound of your own voice
Ijin: I definitely don’t enjoy the sound of yours
003: how is this for creative go to hell
Ijin: would you like me to pass along a message to Mad Dog for you
003:*hangs up*